Clone Trooper Captain Rex Novels & Stories

Subsequently, the huge red ant suddenly felt as if it had offended someone who it should never have. "Well, I don't think there's any need for you to know who I am. That's because, very soon, you'll be dead." Subsequently, Lucas ordered Rexy to attack. He had yet witnessed Rexy battle on his own. Rexy had once been a ferocious general that led the army from the frontlines in the olden times. In the end, he became a zombie because of the Dark Heart. The moment Rexy received the order, he wielded his Merciless Flame-Aqua Gun and rushed at the huge red ant.

“What is the meaning of this?” A bullet? The man must come with malicious intent. Lightning Tiger signaled his men with a gaze, trying to seize Reeve with a preemptive strike. However, what Reeve said next shocked Lightning Tiger. He said, “I am the security captain of the chief commander’s office from Lilyrose Strategic Department, Reeve Carter. I am here by the order of the God of War. You have an hour to go to Lilyrose Hospital and kneel before him. “God of War?!”

Once the squad’s captain saw Rex approach, he came forward, bowing, “My lord, I am Captain Kemp, your squad is formed up and ready for battle.” Rex noticed instantly he looked the same as everyone else, except for a large golden feather on his helmet, “I would like you to take that feather off before this battle.” “Yes my lord, might I ask why?” Captain Kemp asked, taking off his helmet and removing the feather, holding it out to hand it to Rex. “It makes you an easy target, you stand out against everyone else in the squad, so I want you to wear this instead,” Rex said, tearing a piece of his white undershirt off his arm and tying it to his chest, making a small white knot.

Rex aimed to find Trevor Fox and reach out to the killers. So Rex told Leo Taylor that in order to punish Trevor Fox and the murderers, he has to prepare himself in such a way that the murderers will be afraid of him even if they see his shadow. From that day on Rex began to change himself. Many years have passed in this way.

But Legionnaires needed time to be trained and it took months even years to receive even the most un-blooded of men from the Academies As Captain Gilderscrowns approached the podium to address us, we all stood in attention. He began informing us of the nature of the events and the usual words of encouragement. Then suddenly we hear the sound of giant footsteps behind us, a tiny smile forms in the Captain’s mouth and as we look behind us we see them, the Towergunner. Standing in line formation, a hatch opens from its platform and out comes a grinning man who waives his hand at us. “Damn it.” Trosdig curses under his breath. “It’s Grant.” The Towergunner’s Centurion Grant sees Trosdig and poin

"And if you are going to surrender your sweetness in this penthouse... if you are going to let us touch you, kiss you, and ruin you for any other man... you need to learn the rules." "What rules?" I whispered, completely hypnotized by the sheer intensity of his icy blue eyes. "Hierarchy," Elijah commanded softly. He raised his right hand, his long, strong fingers gently grasping my chin. His touch was firm, possessive, and warm against my cool skin. "I am the captain of the Golden Trio. I lead Chase and Karius on the ice, and I lead them in this house. If you are going to share your affection with us, Cassy, I claim first priority. Always."

A commander with thicker armor, adorned with faint red runes, stepped forward from the ranks of the newly arrived patrol. His sharp eyes, visible through the slit of his helmet, swept over the scene of carnage—the scattered corpses of guards and beasts—before finally settling on the lone figure of 'Kaelan' standing amidst the chaos. "What happened here?!" he barked, his loud, authoritative voice echoing through the silent canyon, cutting through the howl of the wind. Rayden lifted his head slowly, putting on a well-rehearsed expression of shock and exhaustion. He pointed a trembling hand toward the carcass of the Jade-Horned Wolf.

Rex, I'm scared," I said, my body trembling. This wasn't the first time I had felt this way. I felt scared when Ares and Jo were kidnapped, and now, unknown men with guns are out to get us. Rex pulls me into his chest and wraps his arms around me. "It's going to be alright. I won't let anything happen to us. We need to think smart and lose them. Come, let's get out of the room and stay low." I remembered Rex had served in the military; like Don, he was a sergeant in the Marines.

Blood darkened Adrian’s collar. Rex had not needed brutality — not yet. Terror was often more efficient than violence. “Chain of command,” Rex continued. “Names. Dead drops. Payment routes.” “I never met her!” Adrian cried. “Only a broker — codename Lantern. Please… Rex… you trained me.” A flicker crossed Rex’s gaze. Not mercy. Memory. He remembered selecting Adrian from a pool of hundreds. Brilliant. Precise. Loyal — or so he had believed. “I did,” Rex said quietly.

I’d maybe said some things over the years about how much he sucked and how he was probably the reason their team played like shit. He probably heard me say those things even.. But he was the adult here. Couldn’t he be less petty about it? “Hunter, as you know,” he continued. “This is the captain of the Raven Hill hockey team, Tristan Reeves.” Yeah. I knew. “The history between you two needs to be put behind you both now. As he’s your captain, you’re going to respect him.” Respect? I couldn’t even hold back the laugh that left me. But Coach clearly didn’t share in my humor because his gaze sharpened. “Whatever nonsense you were allowed to get away with on your old team doesn’t fly here, got i